Powder

Careless Leah walks around

She’s lost among her thoughts and found

Gambling tables & streets of ill repute

She descends a spiral staircase

Into the abyss she tries to face

Her fears and find peace & gratitude

Small distractions and accolades

Love affairs and debts to pay

Anything but looking in the mirror

Keep your powder dry, dear

The moment is at hand

Be careful not wait to long

It passes like the hourglass’s sand

Charlie is a man who’s made

At least it seems his futures great

90,000 hours he’s paid are done

Now he stares at catalogs

Soaks Talk radio ideologues

Imagining golden eras in the sun

His children never wish him happy birthday

So he listens to the voices with a mission from the past

Keep your powder dry dear

The moment is at hand

Be careful not wait to long

It passes like the hour glass’s sand

Sarah sews her pain away

The needlepoint finds its prey

A vein in bruised alabaster clay

There’s a raven in her eyes that sees

All the possibilities

Of emptiness and suffocating needs

And the moon in cool subcontinents

Inexorable course of events

Are gifted to her like fire from the gods.

Keep your powder dry dear

The moment is at hand

Be careful not wait to long

It passes like the hour glass’s sand